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Sep 2017
Clouds rise into mid-sky.
Ocean tides drift gracefully.
Birds fly in ballerina beauty.

Time to celebrate the moment
of new day filled with blessings,
knowing you are one of them.
It all started when I saw the clouds this morning. At first they were just in the line close to the earth and then by mid day they filled the entire sky.
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
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